"I'll join you on the remembrance walk to the Temple......just tell me when and where."

I'm not kidding. This is something that a LOT of us NEED. Every time I talk about my bro Blitz, my brother by another mother, the man who came so far and then lost his life due to a useless disease......my aunts........my mentors Mike.......... and Jake, who had faith in me and taught me the meaning of CRS Syndrome (CRS = Can't Remember Shit)..........my problems seem really miniscule when I realize that all of them are pushing up daisies, but the combination of losing all of them in the last two years has driven me inwards where I'm not comfortable.

Let alone Ben, my generous friend who stood taller than 10 feet though he was only 5'4".

We're talking about stories, legends made, people honored. The love we had for all of them. We can renew our commitments of remembering them, in our hearts.

I'd fuckin offer this, knowing it's just a thing that popped into my head some time ago, but seems to fit. if, it can be of use:

38. to hold the souls of the deadin your graspand as if to say:"no, don't go, I want you.""it's all about me..........and my desire"don't follow the light, don't do what must be done.I, am what's important. linger, here, suffer, as I do.

no, no, that's not right.We hold memory dear, we dream, we re-livewe miss them and want the best.

and,we must let go........we must allow them, to travel to the distant shore, to wake, from the nightmare we hold them in.

How selfish, to hold them here........their love for youremains, but, the body does not......and, the soul is tortured.

release, love and release, for it is the way of things.

will you meet again? who knows, one would think not, but, as souls intertwine, and pass each other in the crowded place of man..........one can hope, only to recognize........but, one can hope to catch the tide, as well.............

I loved youI love youand on this plane, I always will.I will remember, and, I will let you go.Go, go now to your destiny, seek the path, find the bed, rest, and start again........

Your post about your brother leaves Me with sadness for both of you. May he not linger in pain and may you find strength in your memories of him and the hugs of your friends. I have lit a candle for you and yours.

Little fuck here.. Missed some BM years for health reasons.. Coming on strong this year.. That old head injury is not done with me yet.. Just when I have most things cleared up.. Day before yesterday the hearing on my left side dropped by more that 50%.. Out of the blue for about four hours.. Slowly came back.. Good news: I could not hear "all" the voices.. Still going "WTF???..

truck made clattering noises on way home from work, sounds from water pump area. faster you go =less noise . Almost to home and a a whirring sound and then all noise gone? took truck to town later on and no noise or problems ? Fuck

“Two of my favorite things are sitting on my front porch smoking a pipe of sweet hemp, and playing my Hohner harmonica.” - Abraham Lincoln (from a letter written by Lincoln during his presidency to the head of the Hohner Harmonica Company in Germany)

Little fuck here.. Missed some BM years for health reasons.. Coming on strong this year.. That old head injury is not done with me yet.. Just when I have most things cleared up.. Day before yesterday the hearing on my left side dropped by more that 50%.. Out of the blue for about four hours.. Slowly came back.. Good news: I could not hear "all" the voices.. Still going "WTF???..

No not wax..

I have the sounds in my ears all the time , very light some days others loud. To many blows to the head during my boxing years , also when Im very relaxed my head jerks to the side like I took a punch.

“Two of my favorite things are sitting on my front porch smoking a pipe of sweet hemp, and playing my Hohner harmonica.” - Abraham Lincoln (from a letter written by Lincoln during his presidency to the head of the Hohner Harmonica Company in Germany)

tatonka wrote:truck made clattering noises on way home from work, sounds from water pump area. faster you go =less noise . Almost to home and a a whirring sound and then all noise gone? took truck to town later on and no noise or problems ? Fuck

Taking care of some friends boys (that are the same ages as my kids) the next 2 weeks while theyre at work and the kids are between summer school and the start of the new school year. The kids are fucking shits. One lies constantly and directly to your face. The other is eating me out of house and home. And, they BOTH require Constant supervision and entertainment to keep them from doing stupid shit like pulling the dogs tail, flinging Popsicle juice all over my windows, jumping off the arms of my couch, etc...and that's all done between fits of fighting and crying. They may just manage to destroy me.... Some things aren't worth it.... FUCK!

"I hitched a ride with a vending machine repair manHe says he's been down this road more than twiceHe was high on intellectualismI've never been there but the brochure looks nice"

that shit would drive me fucking crazy. Fuck that shit! Your house your rules. Put the little shits in time out or have them do chores....and if you di this they will probably never want to come back to your house again